The palace coup in Ibadan

A number of attempts have been made to reconstruct the events before and on the night of April 20, 1990 when a bloody attempt was made to overthrow General Ibrahim Badamasi Babangida by Major Gideon Orkar and co at the Lagos Dodan Barracks fortress of the wily ex-Head of State. Two previous bloody attempts of that type – Col Bukar Suka Dimka’s and the putsch commandeered by the Five Majors – have also been repeatedly analyzed in Nigerian history.

An unwritten code permeates all of them and the art of upsetting status quo, which can also be found in Floyd Mayweather, the pugilist’s world: critically study the Achilles hill of your enemy during the period of reconnaissance and hit him a mortal blow when he is distracted. Coupists, even if they don’t read the grim lesson books of Niccolo Machiavelli, pick straightjacket crumbs of his arts on the streets. One of these is that, you must keep your enemy in the dark and thereafter, hit him fatally. Machiavellianism is defined by a manipulative strategy which depends on using other people as tools of personal advantage.

In the dawn coup of a sudden and unprecedented installation of 21 kings by the Oyo State government last week, all the skills above got deployed with a clinical abidance by the teachings of Machiavelli. It is obvious that the highly envied and applauded Olubadan traditional chieftaincy system was complicit in the fate that befell its institution of Obaship due to its lending itself to distraction. It was also able to receive the mortal blow that has made its eyes black and blue because of the mutual tiff between the tripod of the Olubadan, Oba Saliu Adetunji, the certificated kings and extremely territorial wives of the monarch. The complicity of Ibadanland in this whole furore is that, though it saw symptoms of an impending fatal blow on its monarchy years back, it chose to look elsewhere. I will explain presently.

In an interview granted a national newspaper a few years ago, one Major Abubakar Mohammed, who claimed to be Babangida’s Chief Security Officer, had painted the picture of the closeness of Major Orkar to Colonel U.K. Bello, the Minna General’s ADC, who was assassinated in the putsch. According to him, Orkar was even closer to Zainab, U.K’s wife, was a regular visitor to U.K’s office and indeed, a few weeks before the coup, had bought U.K a model armoured tank which U.K. placed on his table. An account even claimed U.K and Orkar were playing draught when the coupists struck.

Yes, they may have a whiff of the Mandarin powers of government and its runners in a primitive democracy like Nigeria, not many people know how awesome the powers are. The power can be used to turn night into day. Having been privileged to watch at close quarters the rentier relationship between governments and traditional system, especially in Oyo State, it was obvious to me that the monarchy is too exposed to abuse and misuse due to its unstructured dependency on government for its existence. This is worsened by the poverty and greed of the stools’ occupiers.

Unless a person in power constantly reminds himself of its finite nature (that ‘His Excellency’ has an expiry) and also his own gross humanity (that his poopoosmells like everyone’s and that he is a potential meal for an army of maggots someday), governmental power in a Third World can make its wielder think that he is ADC to God. How won’t he? Broken to its brass-tacks, God’s power is actually erasing and raising. Power holders in Nigeria too can! At their touch, a hopeless, helpless and hapless man who had no wherewithal to purchase his breakfast can sleep that night a multi-millionaire. And they can wreck, within a jiffy, one who thought he was made for life. Governmental power in a Third World was probably what late Apala maestro, Ayinla Omowura, had in mind when he sang that, if you have no representative at the council, your innocence can officially transmogrify into guilt: Beeyan o leni ni’gbimon… Ask Chief Adewolu Ladoja, the Osi Olubadan, who today plays the card of a victim of power. The paradox is, he was also once a captive of the monstrosity of that power and used it with same magistral relish. He once ordered that the roof of a church on Ring Road, Ibadan be brought down, among so many others.

Unique and envied across Yorubaland due to its peculiarly peaceful system of evolvement of monarchs, the Ibadan Obaship system, paradoxically, has within it what could make it implode. It was obvious it had within it what made it old enough to die the very day it was born, just like the Yoruba aphorism of the offspring of a pregnant cobra which will ultimately lead to its death. A system which places about 43, most times senescent people, on a queue to ascend a throne, with the tendency of a natural and human anxiety by virtually all of them to occupy same throne, and with silent prayers everyday that those in the front pew may die quickly so that they can ascend the throne, only needed a powerful nihilist to activate the fuse that will detonate it. Unsure of their fates at the probability of becoming the Olubadan in their lifetimes, many of the chiefs now certificate kings, broke to the hilt, with greed as wide as the nape of their agbada, frequented Government House like a diabetic visits the loo. Agodi was their place of financial refuge. It thus becomes a fait accompli that they would someday play Judases. They were potential recruits of any agenda that would assure them of a throne, fill their dry purses and reflate their personal esteems. You will be unfair to ask such desperate lots not to accept a Greek, yet sure gift, to become kings, instead of waiting, unsure, for Godot. Don’t also forget that promises of official cars and perks would follow. Only contented and rich monarchs insulate themselves from Government House’s impudence and insults.

It was obvious from the beginning that the State’s helmsman never liked the senescence that is always the lot of Ibadan kings at ascension. He expressed this at many fora. Add this to the allegation by Ladoja that he was the target of the policy and you will realize that the Obaship system in Ibadan was ripe enough to die simply because the titular disliked it. But why a system would make the personal ego and whims of a single person become the albatross of millions of people is a systemic error that we all may live with, in the name of representative democracy.

After their election into office, holders of governmental powers suddenly realize the monstrosity of what they hold. Young and old do them obeisance; palace courtiers grovel before them, clergies and Imams sidle into their closets at dusk to proclaim them emissaries of God on earth and wealth of nations are crudely placed at their feet. Courtiers look into the faces of powerful helmsmen and lie to them that what the people say outside is that, aside Awolowo, Michael Okpara and the Sardauna, no one else had ever cloned the triad’s feats. So when the Central Council of Ibadan Indigenes (CCII), in a baffling spit on statistics, said 90% Ibadan supported the desecration of the Olubadan stool, it didn’t take anyone long to understand the geography of their grovel, neither did it take anyone a long time to plot the graph of this statistical assault straight down to their esophagus.

The greatest Achilles hill that ensured this fatal blow on the monarchy is the Olubadan himself and his palace. It is no longer a secret in Ibadanland that Kabiyesi’s harem, immediately he became king, partitioned the palace along the path of prebends and personal gains. They saw every incursion to the palace as threat to their God-ordained season of harvest. In the process, they became rude to the chiefs, now certificate kings, so much that many of the chiefs stopped coming to the palace. Kabiyesi was powerless to rein them in. So, when the poisonous offer was made to them to become kings, many accepted it as riposte blows to the Kabiyesi and his wives. The funniest of the lot was highly cerebral Chief Lekan Balogun who transmuted from being a highly critical ‘friend’ of the power holder to his monarchical appendage. The power wielder, abreast of this internal palace dissent, merely woke Machiavelli up from his grave and sent his ghost to complete the job of tearing apart the palace and the erstwhile chiefs.

The clinical finish, zeal and dedication by the government tokingify – pardon the bombast – the chiefs are baffling. Great reason as its desire to make Ibadan truly modern is, the inherent slop in the modes of operation of the policy is suspect. Many have also argued that if government devotes same zeal, same zest, same energy and resources towards combating the ills buffeting the state as it does to this Olubadan issue, an embrace with sanity would have come. On the slops, how will certificated kings who have no domain, govern? Why affix ‘His Royal Majesty’ to a stool which is not a historical seat of an empire? Why indulge in the unhistorical and strange procedure of giving Obas certificates rather than coronate them with akoko leaves? Ibadanland will be the first in Yorubaland to have its lesser Obas ascend to another Obaship throne. So when those ‘Obas’, who used to prostrate before the Olubadan, meet their ‘fellow king’ – Olubadan – what will they do, extend their hands to him for a handshake?

But, there is a good tiding for the good people of Ibadan and the Olubadan himself. While former governor Adebayo Alao-Akala, Ladoja and Alhaji Lam Adesina were in combat with the Iku Baba Yeye, the Alaafin of Oyo, this writer wrote that the monarchy would soon outlive the awesome powers of Agodi. It did. The lesson that Obas themselves should learn from this fatal relationship is the wisdom in the ancient wise-saying which counsels that one should be close to the power-wielder by six feet, yet distant from him by seven feet, as close associates of power are always veritable objects of sacrifice.

Kenyan example

Redemption came the way of Africa on Friday with the annulment of Kenya’s last-held presidential election by the country’s Supreme Court. And a shock wave reverberated across the world. In a continent plagued by acute insincerity of the leadership and the led and whom some white historians claim have dubitable character in their genes, the court ruling might make the world to begin to take Africa seriously after all. In the election, official results had given incumbent Uhuru Kenyatta 54.3 per cent and Raila Odinga, 44.7 per cent. But ruling on the matter, Judge Duvid Maranga, had said: “The declaration (of Kenyatta’s win) is invalid, null and void.”

What many people do not know is that injustice and bloodshed have spiritual connotations. They haunt generations and generations of not only the perpetrators but the land upon which it was perpetrated. Check the holy writs if in doubt. Modernity has not succeeded in reversing this ingredient with which the broth of the world’s foundational meal was prepared. For all you care, Nigeria’s ceaseless problems might just as well be the result of a consistent brew of bloodshed and gross injustice.

The Oluwo’s example

This writer had the opportunity of driving through the Ibadan-Iwo-Ogbomoso road in Oyo/Osun States last Friday to deliver a lecture in Ogbomoso, a land that is revered for its warriors and historical significance in Yorubaland. He had earlier passed through same route some days hitherto and found many portions of the road, like many Nigerian roads, very bad and reeking of governmental neglect. But Friday’sjourney was smoother than previous ones and the writer wondered what magic had brought some measure of sanity to the highway. It was thus good news when I was told the Oluwo of Iwoland, Oba Abdurasheed Akanbi, had been the one who mobilized his chiefs and youths of the town to the road with he himself leading by example in the rehabilitation of the road, especially the portion that is not even his state of Osun. This is another good news that is worthy of being celebrated. The road repaired may be mere tokenism and ineffective in a long chain of bad roads that snake through the land but the youthful Oluwo’s example is symbolic in many respects. First is that, the leader must be ready to serve; second, gone are the days when African monarchs are sequestered in the palace like some fossil figures. More importantly, in a Nigerian leadership where the Kogi governor, Yahaya Bello and his Dino Melaye senator are becoming huge dis-advertisement to the youth’s quest to become leaders, this may yet be a push for them.

Between IGP and Misau

A ding-dong has been playing between the Inspector General of Police, (IGP) Ibrahim Idris and the Chairman Senate committee on Navy, Senator Hamman Isah Misau. Coming on the heels of the allegation from the senator that the IGP diverts about N10 billion Internally Generated Revenue of the police monthly and also that he also collects billions of naira bribe from individuals and companies to whom he makes available the services of policemen under him as guards and orderlies, the police swiftly claimed that Misau, an erstwhile officer of its whom it transferred to Niger State, deserted and never resigned from the force before joining politics.

It is difficult at this point to hanker a guess on where the pendulum of complicity is tilting towards but one thing is evident: The police would never have brought out the issue of Misau’s alleged desertion if he had not chosen to wash Idris’ alleged dirty linen in the public. Only a fool does not know that the Nigeria Police is a home of maggots, like many other institutions in Nigeria. However, these counter accusations should never be allowed to be swept under the rugs. An independent enquiry of neither the police nor the EFCC should bring out the stench.

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This is excellent. This is classical. This is a Masterpiece that suits any archive anyday, anytime. Ajumobi has murdered sleep by this unhistorical and rather unprecedented political miscalculation he has just displayed. Truly, how will the newly certificated Olubadans do obeisance to the Imperial Royal Majesty, the Olubadan of the old?. History will not forget this foible. Olo’un gbo!!!!

By the way who is Festus Adedayo? It’s been long I read an undiluted literature of this nature. I lived in Ibadan long enough to cherish its well respected ascendency patterns. I think it is 23 rungs of the ladder not 43 as reported in the piece. I stand to be corrected, please. Very excellent write up nonetheless.